In the shadows of that broken barn,
Where the whisper of the wind takes a mournful turn,
I sit and watch the fading light,
Chasing dreams that slipped away last night.
Deep longing fills the air around,
Lost memories linger on this hallowed ground.
An empty chair is all that's left,
A reminder of the love that I once kept.
The moonlit pasture softly calls my name,
With the echoes of our laughter, a bittersweet refrain.
Each blade of grass, a secret untold,
In this quiet place where my heart feels cold.
I hear a whispered tune drifting through the trees,
A melody that dances on the evening breeze.
It carries the weight of all we used to share,
But now it's just a haunting, a so lonely prayer.
As the stars start to twinkle like your eyes,
I close my eyes and I remember the skies.
We danced 'neath the moonlight, with hope in our hearts,
Now I'm just a wandering soul, lost in the dark.
Yet somehow I find strength in this pain,
In the fields of memories where love still remains.
So I’ll carry your spirit, come what may,
And sing to the night till the break of day.
Though time moves on and the seasons may change,
In the heart of this quiet, I find you unchanged.
With every whispered tune, I know you're still there,
In the moonlit pasture, we’re forever a pair.
So I’ll sit by the barn, where dreams once took flight,
Holding on to the hope that everything's alright.
For in every echo, a love story unfolds,
And with each gentle breeze, your spirit I hold.
Country
Deep longing, Broken barn, Lost memories, Whispered tune, Moonlit pasture, Empty chair, Wandering soul
Country
Deep longing, Broken barn, Lost memories, Whispered tune, Moonlit pasture, Empty chair, Wandering soul